Riddles Joker Novels & Stories

“You think this is a game? Let us go, and I’ll come to you. No tricks.” The distorted voice responded through the speakers, calm and mocking. “Such a noble offer, Detective. But we both know you’re far more interesting under pressure. You have two options: disarm the explosives, or solve my puzzle. Only one will save you.” Another riddle flashed onto the screen: “The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?” Mason’s mind raced. He had no time for games, but ignoring the riddle might lead to another trap. He repeated the words in his head: The more you take, the more you leave behind.

"What's on your mind, Broderick?" "Why did you asked. Perhaps, you're kinda surprised at me. Well, nothing much if I may say. All I want to do next when I see Joker; if he is home, there's no point waiting outside here in the shadows for him to come out from his hideout in this house. He might be there now, lying in bed, or perhaps waiting to kill us both. It's make no difference to me at all, who is gonna pull the trigger finger first. If he's home, the only thing I'd like to do is get in there and kill him then free your mom and brother."

I could only pray that the blood doesn't seep out and get the unwanted attention. Joker gestured to one of his men and they came over and untied me. I immediately got off the chair and needed to stretch a bit, I felt so rusty from sitting there for way too long. I looked around me, it seemed to be a clinical environment, possibly abandoned. I thought back to the rhyme joker had given to Rurac earlier on “You want your mate and maid back? Come and meet me. I'll give you a hint just because I'm a nice guy, I'm at the place where the poor would go with fear and the rich would go with ego. If you're unable to find me before the next 2 hours, I can't guarantee the safety of your mate.” Joker came

With a puzzled expression, I diverted my gaze and saw what he was showing me. It was my mother's picture, I was dumbfounded. “How did you–” “Now will you do what I asked you?” I tried reaching for the phone but he snatched his hand away. “Not so fast, Malysh. Do what I want, and I promise you that you'll get to touch her instead of just seeing her picture.” He said with a wide smile. He had never smiled like that before. We suddenly heard screeching tyres and turned. It was Archer and Ric. He immediately got out of his car holding a gun out, pointing it straight at Joker. Oh fuck, how did he catch up so fast? Fuck, fuck, fuck.

The room went dead quiet when I said I would take the prize, but that quiet did not last. A second later, laughter thundered through the air. Lily Smith was the loudest, doubling over with tears streaming from her eyes. "How else could she be the top seller?" she cackled. "A woman like her has to have skin as thick as a rhino." I ignored her snide comments and kept my cool. "Just to be clear," I said, "since the company so generously 'rewarded' me with bathroom duty, that's all I'll be doing for the next three days. Everything else is off my plate."

Jack have a not so subtle cough, letting Jill know he was back in the room. "Jack!" Jill screeched. She stopped singing immediately. Her cheeks turned red. She was highly embarrassed. How long had Jack been inside the room? She turned the water off and reached for her towel. She wrapped the towel around her body and poked her head from behind the curtain. "Jack, how long have you been here?" Jill quizzed Jack. Jack smiled back at her, "Just long enough." Jill could die she was so embarrassed, "Can you give me a minute to get out and get dressed please?"

It was then that he realized why they had nothing better to do, after all, Dark-Dragon seemed the only one they could challenge with intelligence. Besides, the other heroes were just wall-breakers, and mania for punching others in the face, it was when it should be commonplace, the plots of each of them, against Dark - Dragon, so there were countless catalogues, graphics, and spreadsheets on the walls of whose turn it was, at what time, it was indicating... Joker... - So, what's your plan today, Joker? – Asked the Riddler. They were gathered playing cards around a table with countless villains around, tables full of villains, some drunk and others smoking.

“That's because you used me to do your dirty work.” “Potato po-ta-to, tomato to-ma-to. You never said I couldn’t borrow your body.” “You, crazy clown.” “You say that I'm crazy but aren't you talking to yourself in the mirror?” The Joker faded out of the mirror and Jack was now looking at himself. “You coward!” Jack screamed. The Joker cackled and it echoed in his head. -*- A burly man walked into Gotham Central. He wore a brown hat, a brown trench coat, a white button up shirt, and a red tie. His presence made Mary jump when she looked up.

The loud rat-a-tat-tat of her accelerated heartbeat thundered in her ears. He reached down with his left hand and fingered her long, dark hair. "If only you were a blonde or a redhead." Rafaella swallowed hard. He's going to kill me. He's going to kill me. He's going to shoot me...: She whimpered. Oh, please, someone help me... "Are you afraid?" Joker asked, grinning. "Yes." "You should be," he told her. "You're going to kill me, aren't you?" He laughed again. Softly.

“ Boss they’ve done it again , some fucker has a serious boner on getting you banged up “ Joker comes in slamming a folder down on my desk. I glanced up from the papers I had been reading and watched as he folded his long limbs into the chair in front of me. He pulls a joint from behind his ear and lights it up taking a deep drag and then drops his head back to blow the smoke up in the air. His blonde hair was up in a bun tied at the back of his head. His piercing blue eyes come back down to look at me and he raises a pierced brow at me. I look away from him and down at the folder. Not bothering to pick it up just yet. “ Who this time ? “ I ask , sitting back. He clears his throat and takes